I sat quiet for a moment after the doctor left the room, trying to wrap my mind around the words just spoken..
“..we need to induce today.”
I had imagined spending those first few hours of labor in the comfort of my living room. Maybe watching a couple episodes of Daniel Tiger with my kids while my husband rubbed my back – or maybe taking a family walk around the block.
Induction was definitely not my preferred method of getting the labor process started.
But at this moment, experiencing my ideal plan for labor no longer held the same weight of significance. My mind was quickly refocused towards delivering a healthy baby.
“A drop this low of amniotic fluid could be a sign that something else is wrong”.
I gently placed my hand over my tummy and asked the Lord to, again, protect the child He had placed there.
This was not the first time I prayed this prayer during my pregnancy. My 9 week ultrasound revealed that there had been a minor abruption of the placenta – which basically means that a small portion of the placenta tore away from the wall of the uterus. It’s a condition that could potentially be very dangerous to the health of a growing baby. I immediately asked family, friends and my church to be praying for the protection of my child and that my womb would be a safe and healthy place for her to grow.
At my 20 week ultrasound, there seemed to be no evidence that the abruption had ever been there!
From that point, the pregnancy proceeded without further complications – until about 36 weeks.
I was suddenly measuring small so the nurse scheduled me for another ultrasound the following day. This revealed that my fluid was a little low (about 9cm), but the doctor didn’t seem too worried at this point. He scheduled me for another ultrasound and a non-stress test the following week, just to be sure.
Sure enough, it had dropped even lower – 6.8cm.
Another ultrasound scheduled for Monday.
“If it drops below 5cm, we will need to induce”.
Monday morning came – along with the news of my pending induction.
Things didn’t really start to progress until Noon on Tuesday.
Then, on June 28th at 1:13pm, after about an hour of INTENSE labor, my baby girl was given to me to hold for the first time.
There are no words to describe the rush of emotions wrapped up in this moment. Nothing else in the world matters other than the fact that labor is over and my child is in my arms.
And even though I’ve experienced this twice now with my other two children, the feelings sparked by the moment seemed fresh and new.
It’s amazing – and all consuming.
Unfortunately the emotional flow was put on hold as I realized something was wrong.
“Megan, we need you to push again.”
This didn’t come as too much of a surprise, knowing that the placenta still needed to be delivered.
But after a few minutes of pushing the doctors determined that it was not going to come on it’s own.
“We are going to have to manually remove your placenta… and it’s going to hurt.”
Thankfully the removal was fast! And thankfully, there were no other complications!
Praise the Lord!
However, it was pretty clear that the placenta was the source of the problem.
“Wow – it looks like someone shredded it” was my husband’s reaction.
“..yea – I’m glad you guys had her today” the nurse added.
It was torn up pretty bad.
I’m not a doctor. I don’t know for certain – but because there were issues with the placenta towards the beginning of the pregnancy, then again towards the end, it’s easy to speculate that something was wrong the whole time.
I truly believe that God answered my prayer. Her surroundings may have not been safe, yet He was protecting her. He made my womb an environment in which she could grow and be healthy. Isn’t that just like God?!?!
While she was only minutes old, her life was already a story of His glory – a story of how He can take what’s broken and make it whole; sustain the unsustainable; mend what has been damaged; and how only He can cause growth and life.
Thank you, Lord for this precious blessing you have given to my family. Thank you for the way her life has already been a display for Your glory! I know You have big plans for her future!